I Saw in secret to my Dame, <br />How little Cupid humbly came: <br />and sayd to her All hayle my mother. <br />But when he saw me laugh, for shame: <br />His face with bashfull blood did flame, <br />not knowing Venus from the other, <br />Then neuer blush Cupid (quoth I) <br />for many haue err'd in this beauty.<br /><br />Edmund Spenser<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-91/
